You were once a piece of me.
Like the moon was a piece of the earth.
How can you not pull my tides
When you move close.
And your skin is as white
And your smile as bright.
You light up my night.
So my Luna.
please discover what you need.
I can give it to you if you'd let me try
Because like gravity.
I'm pulled towards you.
Or maybe
Maybe you are just weighing me down.
I was thinking about the famous movie quote by George Bailey. "What is it you want, Mary? What do you want? You want the moon? Just say the word and I'll throw a lasso around it and pull it down. Hey. That's a pretty good idea. I'll give you the moon, Mary." And I thought. Maybe she is your moon. And you can't give her anything, because she is already everything.